More - Pain for You, Fun for Jessie
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 19
With a happy sigh, Jessie lifts herself off of your battered body. She once again struts around the ring. She exudes confidence and sexiness, but she's taunting the audience as much as she's taunting you and they shower her with boos. She just smiles and laughs and continues to goad them expertly.
"You know that each one of you would trade places with him in an instant given the chance to be battered by my beautiful body!" she yells at the audience, rubbing her ass and cupping her chest.
While you hear the cascade of boos, you're oblivious to the reason as you try to suck down as much oxygen as you can during the reprieve Dolce Dolor is giving you. In all of your years attempting to jump start a wrestling career, you hadn't been dominated so badly as you were so far in this match. You tried to regain your strength, but weren't ready to make your way to your feet yet.
Jessie turned her attention back to you with a devilish smile on her face. "Still on your back Tommy?" she asks, not expecting a response. "I'm sure some part of you must be ready to stand up," she said coyly, getting on her hands and knees and slowly making her way toward your prone body. "Let me see if I can find it." she purred, reaching you.
She reached her hands out and gently worked her fingers up your bare lower leg. Her grip grew firmer once she reached your thigh and you started to feel a tingling sensation at the soft touch of her hand. You try to shook your head clear to will your body to get away, but your body wasn't in the mood to cooperate. Her hand made its way to your crotch and stopped there, circling your groin with a gentle touch. As you started to get erect, her touch again grew more firm as she grasped your shaft, only to release it. She repeated the action until you had a very obvious hard on.
Even though they were favoring you, the crowd couldn't help but laugh at your apparent humiliation before the dominant Dolce Dolor.
"There it is. I knew you'd find the strength to stand up to me," she said with a giggle.
Jessie flipped her body around and covered your crotch with her breasts as she wrapped her legs around your head, squeezing you with her strong thighs. She pulled your head close to her body and pressed your face up against her crotch and ass. She had you angled in such a way that your shoulders were lifted off the mat, preventing the official from counting a pinfall victory for her....yet. Like with your crotch, her hold on your head started off gentle, but grew more and more firm, only to relax again.
She would relax her thighs just enough to allow you to breathe, and she timed her holds so that she knew you would be desperate for air when she released you. Your position caused you to inhale and exhale directly into her bikini covered pussy, your hot breath exciting her even more. As the hold wore on, you noticed the air around you became more and more dense with her scent. She jiggled her chest over your crotch, ensuring that your erection remained at full mast. When she relaxed her grip on your head, she squeezed her mammeries around your cock, eliciting even further gasps from you.
Suddenly, the tingling sensation you felt overwhelmed you. You felt dizzy briefly, your vision just a sea of spinning thighs, until you started to shrink again.
Oh no...not against her, you thought. Dolce Dolor was more than enough to dominate you at nearly full size, you shuddered to think what she could do when you got smaller. Unfortunately for you, this shrinking burst packed a much stronger punch than the first. You shrank all the way down to 3 feet in height! However, it did have the side effect of allowing your head to slip out from between Jessie's thick thighs. You found yourself position directly beneath her for a moment, but were able to capitalize on her surprise to roll free, stand, and put some distance between you and she.
Jessie looked up at you with wide eyes that showed a mix of anger, shock, and lust at your escape. The crowd cheered your surprise escape, which buoyed your confidence. You bounced in place, and perhaps foolishly, taunted Dolce with a "Bring it" hand gesture. That led to the biggest cheer of the night for you. You questioned your decision when Jessie stood to her full intimidating height.
She looked down on you with a smile. "You think you want more little guy? I've got all you can handle plus some," she said, charging across the ring. You were ready for her aggressive approach this time and dodged her attack, leaving her to bounce against the ropes behind you. You hadn't predicted her speed though, and she returned and charged at you again much quicker than you anticipated. As you turn to face her, you're met with a face full of hispanic ass! Dolce Dolor delivered a massive running hip check that sent you flying. As you laid on the ground groaning, Jessie smiled, lifting you and easily tossing you onto the mat right at the base of the turnbuckle. She swayed her hips as she walked toward the corner confidently. She stepped onto your chest as she lifted herself onto the middle turnbuckle. Jessie looked down at her battered opponent, it was time to end this. You shook in fear as you looked up from your back, unable to gather the strength to stand or even roll away. She was already massive, but she stood above you like a near giantess, perched on the middle turnbuckle.
Dolce turned to face the crowd. She blew them a kiss, which was received by another round of boos. The amazon pulled the bottom of her bikini up against her body tightly, clearly revealing the outline of her pussy beneath the thin fabric and bent her knees. She launched herself off the turnbuckle and landed squarely on your face! Your nose and mouth were forced up into her crotch as her ass rested comfortably (for her, not you) on your chest and stomach, pushing any oxygen you had left out of your body. Dolce casually sat and allowed the official to count the pin and declare her the obvious victor.
But Jessie wasn't quite done. Standing up yet again, she grabbed you by the ankle and dragged you to the middle of the ring.
"This is me bringing it!" she screamed at you, before leaping over your body and running the ropes. She hurdled your small body twice as she picked up speed before leaping impossibly high into the air for a woman of her stature and allowing her ass to crash down onto you in a running senton! She paused for just a moment before rising to deliver a second one! She leapt even higher this time, delivering a primal scream as she jumped. You watched as her ass fell onto your 3 foot body in what seemed like slow motion. You saw the look of sheer joy on her face as she fell, her eyes locked with yours. Her dark eyes closed moments before she made impact as she savored the last bit of pain she was inflicting on her defeated opponent.
Finally satisfied, Dolce rolled out of the ring and confidently strutted up the ramp, ignoring the boos that continued to rain down from the audience.
You used what little air and energy you had left to groan. How on earth would you even be able to make it out of the ring after that?
"You know that each one of you would trade places with him in an instant given the chance to be battered by my beautiful body!" she yells at the audience, rubbing her ass and cupping her chest.
While you hear the cascade of boos, you're oblivious to the reason as you try to suck down as much oxygen as you can during the reprieve Dolce Dolor is giving you. In all of your years attempting to jump start a wrestling career, you hadn't been dominated so badly as you were so far in this match. You tried to regain your strength, but weren't ready to make your way to your feet yet.
Jessie turned her attention back to you with a devilish smile on her face. "Still on your back Tommy?" she asks, not expecting a response. "I'm sure some part of you must be ready to stand up," she said coyly, getting on her hands and knees and slowly making her way toward your prone body. "Let me see if I can find it." she purred, reaching you.
She reached her hands out and gently worked her fingers up your bare lower leg. Her grip grew firmer once she reached your thigh and you started to feel a tingling sensation at the soft touch of her hand. You try to shook your head clear to will your body to get away, but your body wasn't in the mood to cooperate. Her hand made its way to your crotch and stopped there, circling your groin with a gentle touch. As you started to get erect, her touch again grew more firm as she grasped your shaft, only to release it. She repeated the action until you had a very obvious hard on.
Even though they were favoring you, the crowd couldn't help but laugh at your apparent humiliation before the dominant Dolce Dolor.
"There it is. I knew you'd find the strength to stand up to me," she said with a giggle.
Jessie flipped her body around and covered your crotch with her breasts as she wrapped her legs around your head, squeezing you with her strong thighs. She pulled your head close to her body and pressed your face up against her crotch and ass. She had you angled in such a way that your shoulders were lifted off the mat, preventing the official from counting a pinfall victory for her....yet. Like with your crotch, her hold on your head started off gentle, but grew more and more firm, only to relax again.
She would relax her thighs just enough to allow you to breathe, and she timed her holds so that she knew you would be desperate for air when she released you. Your position caused you to inhale and exhale directly into her bikini covered pussy, your hot breath exciting her even more. As the hold wore on, you noticed the air around you became more and more dense with her scent. She jiggled her chest over your crotch, ensuring that your erection remained at full mast. When she relaxed her grip on your head, she squeezed her mammeries around your cock, eliciting even further gasps from you.
Suddenly, the tingling sensation you felt overwhelmed you. You felt dizzy briefly, your vision just a sea of spinning thighs, until you started to shrink again.
Oh no...not against her, you thought. Dolce Dolor was more than enough to dominate you at nearly full size, you shuddered to think what she could do when you got smaller. Unfortunately for you, this shrinking burst packed a much stronger punch than the first. You shrank all the way down to 3 feet in height! However, it did have the side effect of allowing your head to slip out from between Jessie's thick thighs. You found yourself position directly beneath her for a moment, but were able to capitalize on her surprise to roll free, stand, and put some distance between you and she.
Jessie looked up at you with wide eyes that showed a mix of anger, shock, and lust at your escape. The crowd cheered your surprise escape, which buoyed your confidence. You bounced in place, and perhaps foolishly, taunted Dolce with a "Bring it" hand gesture. That led to the biggest cheer of the night for you. You questioned your decision when Jessie stood to her full intimidating height.
She looked down on you with a smile. "You think you want more little guy? I've got all you can handle plus some," she said, charging across the ring. You were ready for her aggressive approach this time and dodged her attack, leaving her to bounce against the ropes behind you. You hadn't predicted her speed though, and she returned and charged at you again much quicker than you anticipated. As you turn to face her, you're met with a face full of hispanic ass! Dolce Dolor delivered a massive running hip check that sent you flying. As you laid on the ground groaning, Jessie smiled, lifting you and easily tossing you onto the mat right at the base of the turnbuckle. She swayed her hips as she walked toward the corner confidently. She stepped onto your chest as she lifted herself onto the middle turnbuckle. Jessie looked down at her battered opponent, it was time to end this. You shook in fear as you looked up from your back, unable to gather the strength to stand or even roll away. She was already massive, but she stood above you like a near giantess, perched on the middle turnbuckle.
Dolce turned to face the crowd. She blew them a kiss, which was received by another round of boos. The amazon pulled the bottom of her bikini up against her body tightly, clearly revealing the outline of her pussy beneath the thin fabric and bent her knees. She launched herself off the turnbuckle and landed squarely on your face! Your nose and mouth were forced up into her crotch as her ass rested comfortably (for her, not you) on your chest and stomach, pushing any oxygen you had left out of your body. Dolce casually sat and allowed the official to count the pin and declare her the obvious victor.
But Jessie wasn't quite done. Standing up yet again, she grabbed you by the ankle and dragged you to the middle of the ring.
"This is me bringing it!" she screamed at you, before leaping over your body and running the ropes. She hurdled your small body twice as she picked up speed before leaping impossibly high into the air for a woman of her stature and allowing her ass to crash down onto you in a running senton! She paused for just a moment before rising to deliver a second one! She leapt even higher this time, delivering a primal scream as she jumped. You watched as her ass fell onto your 3 foot body in what seemed like slow motion. You saw the look of sheer joy on her face as she fell, her eyes locked with yours. Her dark eyes closed moments before she made impact as she savored the last bit of pain she was inflicting on her defeated opponent.
Finally satisfied, Dolce rolled out of the ring and confidently strutted up the ramp, ignoring the boos that continued to rain down from the audience.
You used what little air and energy you had left to groan. How on earth would you even be able to make it out of the ring after that?
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May 31, 2023
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